Humankind Cannot Bear Very Much

As We Grow Older, The World Becomes Stranger, The Pattern More Complicated Of Dead And Living.

Here Were Decent Godless People; Their Only Monument The Asphalt Road And A Thousand Lost Golf Balls.

We Shall Not Cease From Exploration, And The End Of All Our Exploring Will Be To Arrive Where We Started And Know The Place For The First Time.

A Tradition Without Intelligence Is Not Worth Having.

Light Light The Visible Reminder Of Invisible Light.